Take my Ex, Ma'am!
The Racyan struggle

It was getting dark, but Rasya had not found a single angkot. He stared at his money living a blue sheet, if he came home using a taxi maybe this money would not be enough. If he came home using an ojek, maybe the rest would not be enough to buy two packs of rice. Rasya also thought about the state of Saka, the man must have been starving. He cursed himself because atk left a dime, Rasya should have given a little money so that Saka could buy food.

Finally, with a burning spirit, he decided to walk. But he still hopes there are still angkot passing, because not sure will reach home if relying on walking.

The weather this time should have made his body cold, but because his feet kept moving made his body hot until the sweat poured everywhere. Hunger and thirst were so felt, but with the spirit of Rasya continued down the streets without caring about his stomach which had been rumbling and his throat drying.

When Rasya saw that there was a mosque near his position, he decided to stop by. He didn't bring a mukena, but at least in the mosque there must be. Rasya immediately entered the ablution, when gargling, the water that entered the mouth is not only used to wash the mouth but in the swallow until the throat feels very relieved, he said, and Rasya repeated three times.

After completing the ablution, Rasya immediately performed magrib prayer. Rasya is not a devout servant of worship, but he also often performs obligations as a Muslim. Even though his religious knowledge is lacking, but he will do what he can like five prayers.

After finishing praying, Rasya's heart was more relieved. His thirst was gone, his mind was clearer than before and his fatigue was also slightly gone. It is true said people, the prayer was able to relieve fatigue and Rasya felt it this time.

Rasya remembered, Saka must have been worried waiting, he rushed to return on foot. But when in front of the exit, Rasya saw there was a cardboard box containing several food packs and there was a text "please take". Her eyes twinkled at her, mexican as soon as she still seemed hesitant to take.

He looked to the left looking for someone. "Sir, can I take this food?" Rasya asked after seeing a half-young man wearing a sarong and skullcap cleaning the floor of the mosque foyer that was hit by splashing water in front of him, Rasya believed the man was a mosque marbot officer.

The man stopped his work then looked at Rasya. "Please take it, ma'am. Halal. The drink is there." He pointed to here the cooler next to the porch close to the toilet door. The refrigerator contains a variety of drinks packaging glasses and there is the same writing as in the cardboard earlier. Rasya looked back at the twinkle towards the drink.

"Sir, I'll take two meals and a drink to take home, sir?" Rasya asked with a smile displaying his teeth.

"Please, mbak. Take whatever you can, just as long as it's eaten." The man who also smiled.

Rasya seemed to be weighing, his stomach was very hungry and the package of food was like it only contained a little rice. "Yes, if you let me take 3 yes, sir. Thanks."

The father chuckled again hearing her.

"Yes, you're welcome, mbak." The man smiled again at Rasya's behavior who looked very happy to get food.

Rasya immediately got up from the place filled with food packets and turned to drinks that were not far from there.

After taking 3 packs of rice and 4 cups of bottled drinks, Rasya picked up an unused crackle there. Despite his greatness but at least made no trouble carrying him.

After saying thanks again to the mosque's marbot, Rasya went back down the street to go home. However, just a few steps he remembered something and again stopped his steps.

He turned on the phone whose battery was almost gone. Rasya's phone has indeed been errant and quickly runs out of battery, therefore Rasya anticipates by turning off the phone's power when not in use.

After waiting for some time and the phone back on, Rasya opened the online ojek application. He wanted to see the price from the current point to the house that turned out to require about 45 thousand dollars, that meant enough money!

With a happy feeling he ordered an ojek, while waiting for his ojek to come Rasya opened the green application, he patted his eel when remembering not having Saka's number.

"Yes, I'm Rasya. What do I order?" Rasya pointed at the ojol.

"Yes, mbak. Please ride. The location is on point?" Ojol was thrusting a helmet that was directly in Rasya's wear.

"Yes, my mom."

Motorcycles began to divide the city streets at moderate speed. Huh, finally Rasya can breathe a sigh of relief because he will soon reach home. His body feels very comfortable after a day of continuous walking dance can now feel the pleasure of riding the motorbike.

40 Minutes later.

When Rasya's motorbike hit the turn, his eyes squinted like Saka was there.

"Stop here, ma'am." Rasya who stopped the motorcycle suddenly made the bike brake suddenly.

Citt's.

"Are you going down here, ma'am?" Ask Ojol was a little unsure, his problem of destination point and his current place was still a little far away.

"Yes, mas. I'll just get down here. This is the money." Rasya took off the helmet and gave it to ojol who was also giving change.

After saying thank you, Rasya immediately turned towards where Saka was who turned out to be near her.

"Saka? Why are you here?" Rasya asked worried because Saka was only wearing a short-sleeved T-shirt which was definitely the night air so bone-chilling.

"I'm waiting for you, why did you just come home? I'm worried about not being able to contact you because I don't have your contacts. Are you all right?" Saka stared at Rasya's entire body full of worry and then his gaze stopped at Rasya's feet.

"Your legs are swollen and chafed, Rasya. Did you walk?" Ask her sadly.

In such a note made Rasya's heart touched, but just wanted to open his voice was already shocked by the actions of Saka who suddenly carried her like a sack of rice.

"Saka, put me down. Why are you suddenly carrying me? Quickly put me down, embarrassed to see people."

Saka did not respond to Rasya's refusal that even his body also continued to rebel. To get home still takes a few minutes, and if Rasya is still on foot then the swelling and blisters due to the crush of the shoes worn will get worse and Saka will not let her get hurt more.

"I'm sorry. You've been struggling like this just for the sake of financing our lives." Suddenly Saka said like that with a hoarse voice that Rasya was sure the man must be crying.